I think this is it…
Not one of those fights
where we stop talking
and then come back
like nothing happened.
This feels different.
Quieter.
Heavier.
Like something ended
without actually saying
it ended.
I keep checking my phone,
not because I expect a message…
but because I don't know
how to accept
that there won't be one.
And that realization…
it hurts more than anything.
You didn't block me,
you didn't say goodbye,
you just… faded.
And somehow,
that hurts even more.
Because now I'm stuck
between "maybe"
and "never again."
And I don't know
which one is worse.